Everything real one day dies

by leah   Dec 11, 2005


He drank himself to death, and now he's passed. He's faded away and I can't bring him back. All those years gone by that we didn't have the words to say. How I wish I could tell him that I loved him just to see him smile if only one last time if even for awhile. I never knew goodbye would come this soon but before I had the chance to speak he had already drifted off to sleep

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